Something Gained

Chapter Ninety-Nine

I enjoyed being able to wake up in my own bed next to Daniel in Monaco, it's where we had been since we left Spain. I had worked non stop since being here, making sure I had all of my own work sorted and done before I filled and was with Lando the whole weekend. It was a circus in Monaco, it always was. But it wasn't one of my favourite tracks, yes it was like the pinnacle of the calendar, definitely one they all looked forward to and being in the comfort of my own home was a welcomed blessing, but it was never one I really enjoyed.

I got ready while Daniel stayed in bed, much to his protests. I laid out my McLaren uniform, which was only really the branded orange top, I always paired it with my own jeans and whatever shoes I was wearing, which today was a choice of vans. I took of my jewellery and hopped in the shower, ready for the day. I don't know why I never really enjoyed Monaco, I think it was the speed and how tight the corners were and how close it all was, and I had seen a fair few incidents in my career and I had weird feeling waking up today. Friday, practise. I was lost in my own thoughts that I didn't hear the bathroom door open, or the shower door either until I felt arms around my waist. I looked down at the tanned, tattooed arms that I was familiar with and leaned back, resting against Daniel.

"I thought you were staying in bed?" I questioned, the water cascading down
"I couldn't resist, you always have the hottest showers" Daniel laughed, his breath tickling my neck as he placed a soft kiss against my skin.
"I know we're right next to the track, but we can't be late" I said to him
"We won't" he whispered, pulling me against him, as if I couldn't get any closer already. "What's on your mind?" He asked
"Nothing" I said quickly, he spun me round
"I think I know you well enough Alex" his curly hair was wet and water dripped from him, he looked beautiful as always and it was a great distraction for me. I placed my hand on his cheek
"I wouldn't be a nice girlfriend, or good at my job if I let you worry now would I?" I said to him
"Tell me what's on your mind?" He said, his tone firmer now. Not angry, or annoyed, just the tone when you knew you couldn't deflect, he wasn't letting it go
"I don't like Monaco, it scares me. The track worries me and I worry about you, I worry about Lando. I don't want anything to happen" I said sighing
"Is that it?" He asked, a small smile lingering on his face
"Is that it? Don't downplay it"
"No no no, I'm not. It's perfectly valid. I just got really scared you were going to tell me you didn't like me anymore or something"
"Yeah.. because I'm going to stop liking you when you're winning races. That's not very gold digger of me is it" I laughed
"Ouch" he clutched his chest dramatically
"Of course I like you. I love you you doughnut. Don't ever think things like that" I said to him
"And you don't even thinking things like that. I know you always worry, but we're safe. And whatever will be will be" he said kissing my forehead "and Daniel Ricciardo doesn't mess up" he winked, I rolled my eyes and pushed his chest playfully.
"Oh ssh you" his joking around made me feel calmer. He was good at what he did, no question about that. He had even won in Monaco before, he knew the track. I was silly to worry. I turned back around and let the water wash over my hair.
"Facing the water for hygiene" he whispered in my ear "but you face away for other activities" he spun me back round and I laughed. He had done a video not too long ago where someone asked him about what way he faces in the shower and that was his answer. My laughter was cut short by the rough way in which he grabbed my naked body and kissed me.

I was caught off guard and I was almost frightened of the way it made me feel. I hungrily clung onto him, my lips dancing with his, it's like the gears in my head had kicked into overdrive and I couldn't get enough.
I was trapped between the wall and Daniel, not that I minded. My hands traveled up the top of his shoulders and up to his neck, I held him against me as my fingers curled through his hair. I could feel him, almost begging to be let in against my leg. One of his hands moved and I wasn't paying attention to where it was going until it settled between my legs, his thumb rubbing against me, he did it to me everytime, no time to react. My lips disconnected with his and I was leaning my head against the top of his shoulder, I was already moaning his name.
"I love it when you say my name" he said, his voice was so sexy, it melted me and I bit down on his shoulder making him groan and 'ow' before he chuckled and kept up his speed with his magic hands. I leaned my head breathlessly against his shoulder as every thing came crashing down around me.
"Sorry" I said as I rubbed the teeth marks on his shoulder with my finger, looking at him
"I'm just that good" he mumbled, I put my hand down, wrapping it around his shaft, playing while I looked him dead in the eye. His eyes darkened slightly as he rested a hand against the wall behind me. I directed it inbetween my legs, rubbing against me. It was driving me crazy but I kept my cool the best I could, wanting to tease him. It was doing the trick as his other hand cradled my face, his lips inches from mine.
I knew he was wound up enough when he grabbed my legs, rough again.

"Jump" he mumbled hastily against my lips, I did as I was told and pushed me against the wall, higher up as he guided his dick into me quickly, my legs wrapped around him pulling him in as much as I could. I couldn't help the moan that filled the room, he smirked.
"If you're going to bite me again, give me warning" he spoke, his tone low. He took no time in thrusting into me quickly, each time he moved back, he came back into me fast and hard, everything was a blur and i was breathless with the actions, it was like everything had ramped up another ten gears, I leaned against his neck, moaning.
"Alex" he groaned against me "why do you feel so fucking good" he groaned again. I tightened around him, just as intense as the first one. I tried to speak to reply but I had no words as he continued his assault, in and out, slamming into me. Each and everytime our moans combined were the only sound apart from the running water that was now turning cold, not that we cared for the temperature, I'm sure we would of been sweaty, a hot mess in fact if it weren't for the water anyway. The third time came along as I knew he was getting close, I bit down on his shoulder again which spurred him on and soon enough he slammed against me which pushed me hard against the wall before his thrusts became lazier as he breathed out. I took his face in my hands, while he was still inside me, brushing the water and his hair away before kissing him with as much love and passion I could muster, I was pretty dazed by the whole affair so it was sloppy, but he was in the same boat here.

I dropped down to my own feet and he kissed my forehead before turning the temperature up on the water and pulling me back underneath it.
"The biting..." he said, I looked up at him as he brushed the water through my hair
"I'm sorry, I don't bite" I said, I didn't usually. I had never done it to him that was certain
"I like it" he smirked. It made me laugh
"Happy to be of service Mr Ricciardo" I said, saluting with my hand
"No, I'm happy to be of service" he laughed, "how do you come so quickly" he chuckled. I blushed and put my head down
"It's you. Not to make your head any bigger than it already is" I mumbled, he titled my head up and pecked my lips
"To make your head equally as big. I've never ever enjoyed it as much as I do with you, and you feel so fucking good" he said, I blushed again.